A God might not be happy

After Caesar left, Xu Cheng sat on the chair and smoked a cigarette by himself. Lin chuxue was already awake and standing at the door. With her current strength, it was too difficult for her not to hear the conversation between Xu Cheng and Xu Cheng. Xu Cheng also knew that she wouldn't fall asleep so easily, so he didn't need to look back to know that Lin chuxue was standing at the door.

Lin chuxue quietly walked behind Xu Cheng and massaged his shoulders with both hands. Her soft long hair draped over Xu Cheng's shoulders.

"Actually, I'm already very satisfied with this ring. I've already treated today as your compensation for my wedding. As for the wedding, it doesn't really matter if we have it or not." Lin chuxue said in a soft voice as she affectionately rubbed her face against Xu Cheng 's.